Archive for September 2007

No matter what the teacher asks
i’m always at my own task
i’m one of the back benchers
And always at my own ventures
The teacher has come and he has gone,
Lounging on the back bench i always yawn ,
My last bench is the best place to sleep ,
But when the exam comes i always weep ,
“Go and stand at the back !” the teacher shouts,
“your bad performance is just according to my doubts.”
At my sweet bench , come sweetest dreams,
But they soon end when the teacher screams ,
Looking at all this , sometimes i try to deem:
One day i will sit in front and become nation’s cream,
Still , after all i love this sorrowful trench,
As i am writing this poem on the same last bench !!!!!!

Sounds slightly amateurish, I know. But it hasn’t been written by an expert anyway. And more importantly it is relevant to most of us.

The cool breeze gently stroking your face.The tiny droplets of water splashing against you. The moments where you just forget about everything else. It’s just you and everything else is blocked out. The thrill is unparalleled. You feel like you could just do this forever. You forget about all your worries. These are your moments of freedom. You know you can go on here without worrying about anything. No one can touch you …….

You are just praying for the heavens to open up- Cause you end up thinking about nothing else…absolutely nothing. This is your stairway….

Everything is “out of focus”. Can’t concentrate on anything. Not much is making sense. There is no solid/definitive thought in my head. Everything is fluid. One thought completely intertwined with another. Nothing is steady. Each passing thought is like a bubble. I touch it and its gone.

Everything in my head feels like it’s running away from me at the speed of light.Still it feels like time has stopped. I must have looked at the clock a thousand time. It looks like its stuck in a time wrap.

I feel like I am in a cocoon. Separated from the chaos outside.And yet I am a part of it. A bit like a Pensive…

It feels like it is just me and this moment. Nothing else exists. Nothing else matters…

And then it happens.

The cocoon is broken. Each thought falls back in its place. It feels like a puzzle is being completed.Vapors flying back to where they came from. Everything is happening in reverse order.Like someone turned the clock back. But I realize something. I don’t want it to happen. I don’t want the fog to go away. I don’t want out from my cocoon. I am fading away.

THAT moment is gone…….

And a minute has passed………..

This is how I feel at the start of every exam. Specially the “surprise” ones that we have been having. {there the whole “quiz” as they like to call it, is like that only….}

Screw you IIT’s for coming up with this structure. And for being so good that people want to copy you..without stopping to think for one moment about our standard and IIT student’s standards. If I really had the capability of studying that much wouldn’t I have been in an IIT right now. This is really dumb blind following.

Plus the stupid scoring system. It’s like a mutated mixture of the ABSOLUTE grading system and the RELATIVE grading system.

It is called relative though(Even though passing is absolute.) If the paper is tough you can have a topper at 51 with everyone else flunking. This is SO short-sighted and haphazard.

Aaaaaarrgh . Why is the administration so dumb!!(They make Rakhee Sawant look like a Mensa member…)